I! Game Designer! Ultimate Tormentor

Some display booths were positioned directly facing away from the exhibition hall's entrance, completely obscured by the booth directly opposite the door.

The entire exhibition hall faced south.

And Wu Wei's booth, unfortunately, was positioned facing north.

As soon as players and visitors entered, they wouldn't be able to see it at all.

This was bad news.

Wu Wei took the layout map.

As he looked, Wu Wei suddenly felt something was off.

After all, this was Binhai University's home turf.

Naturally, Binhai University, with its home-field advantage, wouldn't hesitate to give the prime spots to their own students.

Therefore, Binhai University's booths were basically either directly facing the entrance or angled towards it.

Only their booth was unceremoniously shoved into the innermost corner at the back!

Wu Wei was a seasoned veteran!

He immediately realized the problem.

"Someone's messing with us."

"What do you mean?"

Upon hearing this, Old Second and Old Third also crowded over, frowning and asking in hushed tones:

"Who's messing with us?"

Wu Wei narrowed his eyes, a cold glint flashing through them!

"Do you know what it means to harm others for one's own benefit?"

"Whoever benefits the most is obviously the one messing with us."

As he spoke, Wu Wei pointed!

On the valuable display booth directly facing the entrance, the most prominent and conspicuous spot, a name was clearly written!

Binhai University Designer: Xiang Tianming!

"Damn it."

Old Third, Lu, cursed through gritted teeth:

"That bastard."

If it were anyone else, they might not have been so sure.

But with Xiang Tianming occupying the best spot directly facing the entrance, it was obvious.

There was no question that this scoundrel had used his father's connections to get Wu Wei relegated to the corner while he took the best spot in the entire venue.

The fact that Wu Wei had kicked Xiang Tianming down the stairs a few days ago was known throughout the entire school.

"This is personal revenge!"

Old Second, Lu Dong, a burly man, said indignantly:

"I'll go talk to him later. Does he even have the guts to play dirty tricks behind our backs?"

"Forget it, Old Second."

Wu Wei stopped Liu He.

"There will be a way."

In war, impatience is the greatest taboo.

If they went over now without any evidence and caused trouble rashly, they might even be kicked out.

After all, Xiang Tianming, who could resort to underhanded tactics to mess with them, would certainly know the management staff here.

Now was not the time to act rashly.

Thinking this, Wu Wei turned his head and found Xiang Tianming in the crowd.

Coincidentally, Xiang Tianming's gaze also turned towards him.

Xiang Tianming curved his lips into a smile that wasn't quite a smile, directed at Wu Wei.

The provocation was evident.

Wu Wei returned the smile, his wariness growing.

Judging by Xiang Tianming's demeanor, this was just the beginning.

He had more tricks up his sleeve.

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With the announcement of "Begin preparations," many designer groups and their teams stood up, searching for their respective booth locations.

Wu Wei led his brothers to a booth in the innermost area and began the simple setup.

The booth wasn't large, about seven to eight square meters, equipped with four computers for visitors and players to experience.

As they were setting up, they saw someone walk out from the booth behind them.

It was Xiang Tianming.

"Well, well, if it isn't Mr. Wu the great entrepreneur. How come you got such a spot? Your luck is really bad."

Xiang Tianming had his lackeys, so he didn't need to do the setup himself like Wu Wei and his three brothers.

With free time, he was perfectly positioned to offer some sarcastic remarks.

Wu Wei couldn't be bothered to deal with him and just glanced at him:

"Are your ribs not hurting anymore?"

It was better if Wu Wei hadn't brought it up.

The moment he did, Xiang Tianming became furious!

"Wu Wei!"

Xiang Tianming took a step forward, his face dark, and gritted his teeth, speaking in a low voice to Wu Wei:

"I'm right here. You dare to lay a hand on me and see what happens?"

"What's wrong with me laying a hand on you..."

Wu Wei was fine, but Old Second couldn't stand it and stepped forward, ready to fight.

"Old Second!"

Wu Wei reached out and stopped Liu He.

He sized up Xiang Tianming:

"You really have no shame, coming here looking for a beating."

"Don't rush it. There will be plenty of opportunities later."

Who was Wu Wei?

Xiang Tianming deliberately coming to provoke him was clearly intentional.

If he fell for such a simple trap, all his years of experience would have been for nothing.

Seeing that Wu Wei remained unfazed, Xiang Tianming let out a cold snort:

"Let's see how much longer you can keep this up."

"That bastard, I'll definitely teach him a lesson when I get the chance, damn it."

Old Second glared fiercely at Xiang Tianming, counting on his fingers and saying indignantly.

"Alright, let's get back to work. The real difficulties are still ahead."

Wu Wei patted Old Second's shoulder, signaling him not to act impulsively.

Old Zhang finished setting up the display screen and looked up at Wu Wei:

"You mean that bastard has more tricks up his sleeve?"

"Of course."

Wu Wei nodded.

He didn't doubt for a moment that this was just Xiang Tianming's appetizer:

"Otherwise, why do you think he would provoke us?"

As he spoke, Wu Wei glanced at Xiang Tianming's booth, which was back-to-back with theirs.